"This is your son? Hehe, Yuan Mou is in Ningyuan, he has heard of Mao Gongzi's name, Mao Gong doesn't have to be in a hurry, people, there is always a young time, it is understandable to do something foolish, and the court also talks about the law, maybe Mao Gongzi is just deceived by others! ”

Slowly, with his hands behind his back, Yuan Chonghuan actually talked about Mao Jue's love leisurely.

But sometimes beating you doesn't necessarily mean hating you, and helping you doesn't necessarily mean it's for your good, Mao Wenlong's face suddenly froze there, the civil official's methods are more insidious, but he knows it clearly, Yuan Chonghuan wanted to tell his old man to return to his hometown and let Dongjiang Town out, and now he has left a handle on Mao Jue's net to blackmail himself.

Selling illicit salt, if this crime is really investigated, it will not be able to get rid of it without shedding the skin.

However, after receiving a big slap and rubbing his face, Mao Jue was not stage frightened at all, and even came to Yuan Chonghuan aggressively like an angry young man, scolding angrily.

"Since the beginning of spring, Dongjiang Town has not been paid for four months, and I don't know how the superintendent will explain!"

"Rebel, shut up!"

A thousand general shouted at the superintendent, not to mention unprecedented in the Ming Dynasty, Mao Jue also called a commendable courage, it was a bit of a loss, Mao Wenlong hurriedly thought about how to stop him, but he was sprayed by Mao Jue's aggressive attitude, but Yuan Chonghuan waved his hand in annoyance.

"The court is nervous, the emperor is frugal and frugal, in order to congratulate the front line, Mao Gongzi for a few months of military salary, can't he even understand the difficulty of the court! How can you be a courtier! ”

"But why is Liaodong Town paid? I don't have Dongjiang, could it be that my Dongjiang is not the military town of the Ming Dynasty? Tens of thousands of people who are alone overseas can starve to death? ”

"This ......"

In fact, as soon as he opened his mouth to argue, he Yuan Chonghuan was detained, what is his identity, the governor of Liaodong, the leader of the entire Northeast Theater, and a small general with Mao Jue, how can it seem that he is not generous enough, and Mao Jue really shouted that the idea went up, cutting off Mao Wenlong's military salary was to make him submit, but Yuan Chonghuan had not yet taken office, Ning Yuan had already made a mutiny, and in order to pacify Liaodong Town, he also paid a lot more military salaries.

This is a common method used by officials, but after all, it can't be put on the stage, especially when it is shouted out by Mao Jue, which causes the generals of Dongjiang Town to obviously show dissatisfaction, this is what Yuan Chonghuan cares about the most, stumbling, the face of the Liaodong Governor became more and more gloomy, and he asked gloomily.

"Poor scheduling, the governor is indeed at fault, but this is not a reason to sell illicit salt!"

"The status of the superintendent is noble, but you can't slander the generals at will, as the superintendent just said, I have a law! What evidence does the overseer have for the sale of illicit salt? ”

Mao Jue's seven disagreed and eight were not angry, the market aunt was so blushing and thick-necked, pulling her neck and shouting, which angered Yuan Chonghuan even more, his face sank like water, he turned around and pointed at the sea and shouted.

"Then on Xiaolu Island, most of the salt pans on the island, can you be blind when the governor is blind?"

"The imperial court prohibits the sale of illicit salt, but it doesn't prohibit the drying of salt, right?"

"If you don't sell smuggled salt, then what is the use of you drying the salt pans on the peninsula?"

Finally got to the point, Mao Jue held his head high.

"Pickled fish!"

"Pickled fish?"

Since the Han Wu Emperor salt and iron monopoly, whenever the price of salt rises, the common people are also really delicious and have countermeasures, pickles, salted fish, these can get salty things without selling salt began to prevail, and even the powerful people in the DPRK began to exploit this loophole, it is said that the great eunuch Liu Jin sold private salt, and put a fish in a car of salt, and kept shouting that it was pickled fish.

Yuan Chonghuan seems that Mao Jue is also taking advantage of this loophole.

Without waiting for his disdain, Mao Jue was a fighter in the incarnation of a rooster again, nodding proudly under Mao Wenlong's stunned gaze.

"Yes!"

"The superintendent does not pay the army, and the last general cannot let the sergeants under his command starve to death, these few months, they have relied on pickled fish to survive!"

"The sea is rich, the products are very abundant, the Phi Island hangs overseas, there is the sea on all sides, since the food is in the sea, my town has many boats, a net down, the fish can not be less than a thousand catties, with salt, enough to be preserved for a year, and the fish meat is fat, a pound of fish meat is enough as two or three catties of food, these months, the end of the general is to use the pickled fish on the coarse grain of this Chuyun Island to support it."

"There are still fish in this port, the governor doesn't believe it, send someone to fetch it, come and see!"

Without waiting for Yuan Chonghuan to refuse, Mao Jue shouted and shouted again, his words just now were half-true and half-false, but it was true that there was a bucket of fish hidden here, and he had caught more fish, and he also began to explore the market into the barracks, and part of the food in the West Camp was replaced by his salted fish.

However, this means that it naturally doesn't smell too good, a big bucket was opened on the spot, and even Mao Wenlong was so smoked that he covered his nose and took two steps back, he was almost used to it, Mao Jue reached out and fished out a sea bass from the bucket, waved it in front of Yuan Chonghuan, and said loudly.

"This is a catch from a month ago, and all the salt production of Kogashima is used on this fish, and the Inspector can see it!"

To tell the truth, this hand of Mao Jue was completely to disgust Yuan Chonghuan, but he didn't expect that this black barbarian actually reached out and took it without hesitation, and the general next to him, Zhao Shujiao, opened his mouth with an ugly face to reprimand Mao Jue, but Yuan Chonghuan stretched out his hand to stop him, weighed the sea fish weighing two or three catties twice, and sniffed it with his nose, he was actually a very expert nod.

"It's really fresh and edible, this was really a month ago?"

I was really surprised, Mao Jue was a little arrogant this time, and nodded carefully.

"That's right, there are still 300 barrels in the cellar of the military port, more than 30,000 catties, all of which were beaten a month ago, and two months ago."

"How many fish can I catch in that month?"

Changing the aggressiveness just now, Yuan Chonghuan actually asked Mao Jue a little humbly, he really couldn't figure out his routine, Mao Jue answered more carefully and truthfully this time.

"At the end of the general, there are three hundred households, 50 li ci ding of salt drying, fishing is up with Yu Ding, and if you go out to sea for ten days and do not return, you can fish for almost 20,000 catties a month!"

The ancient Chinese deep-sea fishing industry is really not very developed, which can be seen from the Tang and Song poems, those great poets and lyricists have many poems that praise the freshness of the river, but there are few praises of seafood, and few of the marine fish caught along the coast are transported to the mainland, these poets can not eat at all, and naturally there is no way to write.

In contrast, the distant-water fishing industry in Europe is too developed, and the herring of the Netherlands can be exported all the way to Germany and France through the Hanseatic League, relying on herring as an agricultural product to support the primitive capital accumulation of a maritime hegemon, and it is the rapid development of navigation technology brought by distant-water fishing that has allowed the West to complete the great geographical discoveries and now touch the New World.

Even if he was born in Guangdong, Yuan Chonghuan really didn't expect to catch enough seafood from the sea to supplement the shortage of military rations, and he looked down at the sea fish in the bucket again, and this Yuan Manzi actually grinned for the first time.

"Sun Tzu's Art of War has clouds, eat the enemy for a minute, be my twenty bells, taboo a stone, be my twenty stones! Eat on the spot, because the food is in the sea, Mao Gongzi is beyond our reach, Yuan admires! ”

This product actually praised me!

Seeing Yuan Chonghuan stroking his palms and laughing, slapping himself on the shoulder, and taking the opportunity to wipe the stinky and fishy mucus on his shoulder just now, Mao Jue was really a little stunned.

Corporal Lixian, the reason why he is a good character, is because it is too difficult to pull down the face, not to mention the feudal era, even in later generations, there are a few glamorous characters who can pull down their faces, Yuan Chonghuan is a member of the first grade, the governor of Liaodong, can praise him for a small thousand households, and admit his mistakes by the way, in this era, it is too rare.

I have to say that this is also one of the personality charms of Yuan Chonghuan's success!

After Mao Jue was still stunned, after praising Mao Jue, Yuan Chonghuan hugged Mao Wenlong with a pleasant face.

"Yuan misunderstood Mao Gong, I apologize, and I hope Mao Gong will not blame!"

was really impressed by his stupid son, and said that Yuan Manzi bowed his head, Mao Wenlong was also surprised, and immediately gave Mao Jue a slap again with satisfaction.

"It's all to blame for this kid not doing his job! The military affairs are not in order, and it is already a great blessing for the superintendent not to blame, and the son of a wicked son is not like the superintendent to thank him! ”

What's the matter, obviously he is reasonable, and he has to pretend to be a grandson, but this time Yuan Chonghuan was scolded back by himself by playing on the topic, Mao Jue was still relieved, listening to Mao Wenlong's instructions, this time he didn't play donkey, and stepped forward to hold his fist and bow.

"The kid is young and frivolous, he contradicts the superintendent, and asks the superintendent to forgive his sins!"

"Haha, what a crime! The governor also has to inquire more about the pickled fish from Mao Gongzi, the state affairs are difficult, and the consumption of Liaodong is also tight, if you can use seafood to fill the military needs, it is also a great good governance! Today, the governor of Mao Gong's banquet will not go, let's be in this port, how about a taste of seafood pickled fish? ”

"Just as Inspector Yuan said!"

The tense scene just now was completely resolved, and Mao Wenlong pulled each other's sleeves, and the two were really like good friends, surrounded by a group of generals from Dongjiang and Liaodong, and entered the barracks hand in hand, but Mao Jue fell behind again.

"What's this called?"

Rubbing the slap print that Mao Wenlong had just slapped out of the face, Mao Jue muttered two sentences in a particularly depressed manner, this kung fu, Wen Meng also came over, carefully glanced at the face of his main general, and then asked.

"Young master, do you still let him stare at the old immortal?"

His expression became gloomy again, and Mao Jue nodded heavily.

"Let him come back from the lighthouse first, but he is still in the barracks, and the general has kept an eye on this Yuan man, don't relax, don't look at him Yuan Chonghuan is kind and pleasant, it is definitely not good!"

"Don't miss a bit!"

Letting go of the handle of the revolver, Mao Jue waved his hand viciously downward, Wen Meng and several other personal soldiers all looked nervous, and nodded neatly.

"Respectfully!"